[ OPEN ] Hot Springs Episode!

[shri]

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: The Second Flight
WHEN: DAY :022
SUMMARY: The Sauna!
WARNINGS: Nekkid times.

[ A few hours after the murder, she hasn't blown the ship up, and here they are. Another knock knock on everyone's brain: ]

( For those of you that are interested - I have secured us a place at the Sauna. Free for us to be use without interruption from outsiders.

You are to be clean before you come in. )

[ Maybe you're here because she bullied you, maybe you want to soak - maybe you're the poor bastard that is standing guard at the door. Either way, welcome to the Suana, have fun. Or don't. ]

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[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ It's a hell of a relief not to have to wear all those layers. Sam's used to dressing mostly for freedom of movement, and their disguises make it pretty damn difficult. So he's at ease after he'd stripped out of his outfit, limbs loose and lax as he lounges in the water with a tray of fruity drinks on the rocks next to him.

As comfortable as he is with his own nudity, though, he's more than aware that's not the same for everyone, and for the most part he doesn't let his gaze linger on anyone. Until he spots Clarke within conversation distance, looking like she's regretting her current existence.

His eyes remained focused on hers - or technically, on her cheekbones just below her eyes, out of habit from working with too many soldiers who were either uncomfortable with prolonged eye contact or took it as a challenge - as he smiles slightly. ]

Takes some getting used to, huh?

[skaikru]

( in general so far, she's found sam's presence to be one of calm competence and centered certainty. he'd been polite and kept the inner workings of his mind tempered when they'd first spoken, a welcome sort of relief during those first few days of adjustment, and he'd been a sturdy presence at her side during the excavation of grey matter just a few days ago. but all those positive qualifiers don't exactly serve to make this entire experience anymore comfortable.

clarke's face is a mask of forced composure when she turns ever so slightly to look his way. her usual visual once-over, a head to toe sweep of wary assessment is aborted the moment her eyeline dips below a collarbone, and clarke's gaze politely rockets somewhere off to the side to latch onto a particularly interesting outcropping of rock. um. )

The water's nice. ( it's not difficult to praise the warmth seeping into tense muscles and aches she hadn't even realized she was carrying. it's not even that difficult to school her features into the ghost of a grin that doesn't look like she regrets getting into the pools in the first place. ) And whatever they put in it to make it smell like this, it's growing on me.

[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ He tries not to look too amused as her gaze stops very quickly and shoots off into the distance, but there's definitely a bit of a grin there.

At least it looks like she's almost smiling. ] You think we can bottle some of it to take it back with us?

[ Clarke reminds him a little of Steve, of Shiro - people who've found themselves in a leadership role because they're so damn good at it, who carry the weight of all the decisions they've had to make and all the ones they know they're gonna have to make in the future, and never seem to know how to put any of it down.

Who haven't been given much of an opportunity to let it go for a little while, and that just makes him want to help give her one. ]

I was in the military. Lost all sense of body-shyness pretty damn quick. [ He nudges at the tray of drinks. ] And these definitely don't hurt.

[skaikru]

( it's palpable what he's doing; idle jokes, an easy kind of open honesty that she hadn't asked for but readily appreciated. if kept up, chances of clarke favoring sam with a very uneasy but rather genuine smile greatly increase, even if the look she favors the tray of alcoholic beverages with is this side of distrusting. )

It'll go straight to our heads. ( heat and alcohol made for a very mental sort of intoxication, and even surrounded by water, the threat of dehydration could make the whole lot of them collectively stupid.

and yet that all seems rather appealing right now, chasing unease with complimentary cocktails. it would be easy to blame the nagging inclination to use alcohol as a bandage, borrowed from her broodmate, but in all honesty, it is clarke's creeping unhappiness and skin-crawling discomfort that has her reaching for the closest glass, an alarmingly green drink with bits of leaves floating amidst the ice cubes. )

So you were an army medic? ( it makes sense, if she thinks on it. kneeling side by side over lavellan, four hands steady on various alien but familiar instruments; neither shying away from the blood or gore, only from the reality of the symbiote between folds of grey matter. but clarke doesn't ponder the fit of the puzzle pieces too long, she's taking one sip of the chilly refreshment and — yikes. yeah, that will lend to killing body-shyness quite efficiently.

she's distracted from praising the necessity of his skill set, instead busy pulling a rather spectacular face. )

[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ Honestly, he’s not even doing it intentionally - in part because it’s just who he is, and in part because he’s so used to doing that kind of thing when working with other vets back at the VA that it comes naturally.

He learned a long time ago that someone’s gotten be open and honest first, try to set things at ease, and he’s never minded it being him. His eyebrows raise when she says it’s gonna go straight to their heads, and now he’s definitely grinning. ] Yeah, that just sounds like a terrible idea.

[ Sam should… probably consider his level of alcohol use lately, especially since it got him in trouble with his own broodmate the night of the funeral, but on the other hand, nah. He’s got this. ]

Pararescue. So yeah, basically - except I was Air Force, and you’d be surprised at - [ And he cuts off, because he can’t help but chuckle the tiniest bit at her face. It’s a pretty epic face, all right. ] That bad? I’ve only tried the blue ones.